Talking Skin

Woke up this afternoon and found out that Turrow’s book had been torn into pieces. As if I am looking in the desolate scene of the movie Malena. Haven’t read the novel yet and it literally pissed me off.  I don’t know how long the dog will be staying in the apartment. I had a bad day yesterday and what I’ll do, I’ll focus on what I am be doing.  I know that I have to be perfect or else they might kick me out of the curve.  I bought noodles for dinner and didn’t enjoy it.  I felt like I wasted my money on something I don’t like.  Oh well and yes the sudden change of schedule made my toes wreathed.  I suppose to be going home tomorrow morning but since I have new schedule I will not be able to go.  I miss my mother and father so much.  I miss my baby brother as well.  I wish that there is an MRT going straight to our province so that I will not going to rent a house here in Manila.  Little by little I am learning how to discipline myself in terms of controlling my emotions…  oh well .. Goodluck /hehe